No judge knows what to believe.

Surely if your honour can make men to swear truly, your honour's fame will be great, and the Company will flourish.

Now, I know how men may be made to swear truly; and I will tell your honour for your fame, and for the profit of the Company.
Let your honour cut off the great toe of the right foot of every man who swears falsely, whereby your honour's fame will be extended." Is not this an exquisite specimen of legislative wisdom?
I must stop.

When I begin to write to England, my pen runs as if it would run on for ever.
Ever yours affectionately T.B.M.
To Miss Fanny and Miss Selina Macaulay.
Ootacamund: August 10, 1834.
My dear Sisters,--I sent last month a full account of my journey hither, and of the place, to Margaret, as the most stationary of our family; desiring her to let you all see what I had written to her.

I think that I shall continue to take the same course.